It was in the year I just joined the work, may be a coincidence, may be the leadership of the intentional test. Let me this fledgling brat to organize a large-scale activities. Of course, I will not let go of this opportunity to perform well, those days only feel their feet wind, jumping up and down, by virtue of their own in school when the student body of a little work experience, coupled with 12 points of enthusiasm, is finally a successful completion of the task. But because of the excitement, emotional exuberance actually do not feel tired at all. The story happened at this time.
That night, after the closing was done. I sat down on a chair and lit a cigarette (a man should smoke one at this point anyway). I inhaled the smoke deeply into my lungs, and since I rarely smoke, my temples were throbbing with nicotine. The daytime scene was still fresh in my mind. My coworkers had left at some point, except for one woman. She was sitting across the desk from me. All around is quiet.
“I thought you were just a brat who liked to tell dirty jokes.” She spoke suddenly, pulling me back into reality. “I didn’t realize it was quite the same thing at work.” “Is it? Oh!” I didn’t know how to reply, so I just giggled a little and picked at the back of my head. Then it was time to talk to her. Since, I wasn’t thinking about anything else at all, I don’t remember what I talked to her about. All I know is that in the end I said, “It’s getting late, let me walk you to the station.” She lowered her head, said nothing, gently picked up her bag, and walked out with me. The station was less than fifty meters from our office. Just as we got there, she suddenly said that she wanted to make a phone call to the office. And since I was excited and didn’t want to go home right away, I accompanied her back to the office.
In my office, I was still thinking back to the day and thinking about how to summarize it. But not so focused anymore because of the loss of concentration earlier. She dialed the number a few times and didn’t seem to get through, so she just kept her head down and dialed the keypad. Suddenly, she spoke. “It’s hot! My face is burning.” After saying that, she tossed her hair and looked at me. I was wondering, because anyone who has been to Wuhan knows that Wuhan has a very special climate, oddly hot in the summer and thievishly cold in the winter. And I had cold hands and feet because I had just smoked a cigarette.
So, I said, “No way? There’s no air conditioning, and my hands and feet are cold.” After a while, I added, “Why don’t you use my hands to cool your face?” Then I giggled. “Okay.” I said and looked at me. It wasn’t really that different from our usual jokes. The difference was her demeanor, not a smile on her face, just stillness. There was a provocative look in her eyes.
I was flabbergasted, I had never experienced anything like this in my 20+ years of life. But for a split second, I said to myself, “If you’re a man, do it!” So I changed my playful face, “Well, I’m coming.” I stepped around the table and walked towards her. But my heart was still beating, if she was just kidding, I would lose a lot of face. She was still looking at me like that, with a little more anticipation in her eyes (or maybe just a little more anticipation I was hoping for). Anyway, I was starting to get butterflies in my stomach. When I got to her, I looked at her. She was four years older than me, and I could tell by looking at her that she was flirty. Not edgy, but flirty. She was the bigger of the women and very plump.
On that day, she wore a coat, and there was no waist cinching, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom like a sack, all of which couldn’t cover her figure. The front is convex and the back is curved. At this time she lowered her head, I immediately reached out my hand and cupped her face. A stream of warmth, from my cold fingers into my heart. In nicotine under the action of the contraction of capillaries “open” all open, my face coaxed a moment, also initiated a fever. It was as if what I touched was not warm skin, but a blazing flame; what flowed in my veins was not blood, but gas.
The flames of this ignited gas not only burned my face red, but also consumed my sanity. The hands that had been gently cupping her face on the ground went berserk all of a sudden. My right hand jammed into her jaw and my left wrapped around her waist. Yanking her up from the chair. That’s when I realized how soft her waist was! No wonder her ass moved in that highly complex trajectory when she walked.
This spurred me on even more, and I clasped my hands around her waist with all my strength, as if I were trying to break her slender waist. Even lifted her feet off the ground. It was as if happiness had come to me all that day. No sooner had my mouth touched her lips than she violently stuck her tongue into my mouth, stretching it out long enough to stir it in my mouth. It startled me at the time, but that ignited my arousal even more. My tongue responded aggressively to her. The two tongues were rushing, slamming, and entwining with each other.
It was then that I realized how different women are. Some women will throw gasoline on your already burning fire to make you burn even more fiercely. Make you willing to be burned by the fire, even if it burns into ashes, only a wisp of smoke also have no regrets. And some women are wriggling and humming and pushing you to distraction, and finally blame you for not being enthusiastic enough.
I felt even more excited thinking about it, and my tongue stirred even more vigorously. The scene at that time could be completely described by a line from Maggie Cheung’s movie “New Dragon Inn”, which is “The saliva coming out of both of us can be used to quench our thirst.” At this point I suddenly remembered that my hands had completely stopped because I was so focused on kissing. Not thinking about it was fine, but thinking about it made my hands itchy, so I grabbed at her breasts, and again, I was taken aback. It wasn’t that her boobs were big, they were bouncy.
My first thought was, “It’s so hard!” I grabbed the base of her breasts through her shirt, shaking and rubbing them. Her breath began to catch, her eyes closed, her head tilted, her hands propped up on the table behind her, her body swaying as I rubbed it, completely at my mercy. I rubbed for a while, feeling that it was not too much. Just building her waist again. Kissing her, she again responded to me fiercely. And, building her hands on my shoulders, perhaps feeling something. She pressed her hands on my back and slid them toward my shoulders, not stopping until she grabbed my deltoids. She kept rubbing them and said to me, “You’re such a strong man.” Probably because of her excitement, her voice became strange, not loud but becoming shrill, like a moan. Because she was rubbing my shoulders, it made my hand that was unbuttoning her shirt wiggle around.
I simply held her again and kissed her, licked her cheeks, sucked her earlobes, licked behind her ears. And rubbed her breasts once again.
She finally started moaning and running her hands up and down my back. By this time, my dick was hard as hell. But it could only grind her outside of her wide dress.
Obviously it had been a turn-on for her. Her body was constantly bumping against mine, rubbing and twisting like a snake. Until she grabbed my latissimus dorsi, which I don’t think is that big, since some of the guys in our gym are several times bigger than mine. But maybe she’d never touched such a wide (or firm) back before, and her attention seemed to shift there as she grasped the edges of my latissimus dorsi with both hands and rubbed and slid along it. There wasn’t any kind of drastic twisting of the body anymore.
I took this opportunity to unbutton her coat, but I didn’t expect her to grab my hand and say “no”, but her head leaned on my shoulder, as if she didn’t mean what she said. I can obviously feel the contradiction and hesitation in her heart. But, at this time I have shot the arrow can not turn back, and first she took the initiative, and now it’s my turn. I kissed her earlobe, while gently said to her, “Then you let me touch inside just a little.” She hesitated and started kissing me again and her hands started moving. That’s when I got it. So, through a series of motions (it was winter with lots of clothes on), the hand finally reached inside.
Her bra was tight, and with her large, firm breasts, it was harder to contort them. As a result, my hand could only bend and barely reach her nipple with my fingertips. She let out a long breath of relief and pushed her breasts up high to meet my hand. This, in one fell swoop, trapped my hand between her breast and her bra. I thought it would be better to just loosen her bra, so I rubbed and drew my hand outward while still trying to wrestle her bra free. At that moment she pulled my hand out. I was surprised, but I saw her lifting up the clothing on her chest with one hand and pulling gently with the other.
The bra that had just bound my arms and legs (without actually using my feet), along with the rest of my clothing and even my sweater, was firmly stopped by her breasts. And she was grinning with a smug smile on her face.
With such large and firm breasts she did have the capital to be proud of, usually just through the clothes she felt that she had a voluptuous figure. But I didn’t expect it to be good like this, completely devilish figure. Especially breasts so firm, really rare in the world of the very best. From then on I have the opportunity to soak with her, this is the latter part of the story for the time being. She in front of me all of a sudden from a tightly wrapped bag of marijuana into a special thing with a devil’s body, so that I did not react at once.
I froze there staring, greedily. I said to myself, “Look at it well! Remember it, and maybe you’ll never see such a beautiful sight, such perfect breasts, again in your life.”
She looked at me like that, may feel a little funny, said to me: “do not touch, I will put away.” I hurriedly said, “Touch it! How could I not touch it? Because it’s so beautiful, I froze for a moment.” When I heard that she didn’t reply, I knew that I had spoken to her heart. At this time, I clutched her firm breasts with both hands, with the palm of my hand tweaked her already hard nipples. She leaned her head on my shoulder and her mouth kissed my cheek, occasionally scraping at my mustache before sucking on my neck.
All the while sniffing hard at the odor of aftershave on me. The air was filled with the scent of Himawari. I played with her breasts for a while and gently lowered my head to take her nipple in my mouth. This time, she got excited again. Her head was thrown back, and she pushed her breasts upward with great force, her hands clasped around my head pressing hard against her breasts, panting heavily. I then switched to a different approach, I opened my mouth as wide as I could and sucked her breasts into my mouth as hard as I could, then flicked her nipples with my tongue, all the while trying to keep as much negative pressure in my mouth as possible.
This came to me when I was in high school, inspired by an experiment in the physics gas equation. For many years, I have dreamed of being able to test its effects in practice. Now I finally had the chance. Her reaction proved effective, even as her body began to tremble.
My hands continued down to her fat ass, which was just too big. It was completely too big to pinch. After a few rubs, I slid my hands down her ass-crack to between her legs. I could already feel the dampness through my clothes. Her body jolted and she gasped more sharply. Both legs clamped down hard on my hand. I put up one hand and rubbed it hard against her pussy. With the other hand, I rubbed at the base of her thighs. After a while, I decided she was aroused enough. Standing up, I began to pull down her pants.
But, once again, she refused, saying, “Don’t do it!” Women are so strange. Obviously wanting it, but always having concerns. I could only repeat the same old trick, smile and say to her, “Is that it, at least let our siblings get next to each other and meet!” She was silent again. I gently removed her pants, she was wearing leggings with no waistband. So I easily removed her inner and outer pants together. Her pubic hair was very thick and dark. I reached down to her pussy, which was already a wet mess, and she had so much water that it had run down her thighs in just a moment. But at the time I had no concept of it, and so did the descriptions in the yellow novels.
I kept my head down, still sucking on her breasts. One hand rubbed her big ass hard, while the other dipped my middle finger in her oozing lust and slid it gently over her clit, rubbing it. She was obviously very comfortable and clung to me, gasping and shuddering. And, her hand slowly slid up to my dick, grabbing it and rubbing it over and over. I wasn’t feeling very comfortable through my pants. Just as I stood up straight, she unzipped my zipper. Pulled out my dick. She looked at it and said in surprise, “Your dick is so big!”
Again, I didn’t know how to respond, so I had to say again, “Really?” Because, as I’ve read many articles describing it, it says how much more or less long and how much more or less thick it is. So I also measured. But I didn’t know, which value to take. Measurements on the back, side and bottom are all different and vary greatly. At the same time, there is a big error in the value when the erection is full and not full I don’t know which value should be taken according to the standard.
Or averaging after a random sample. So, I got to the point where I thought that she might have said that to encourage me, or that she read the book and thought it all had to be said in one sentence, even if it was just bigger than she’d ever seen before. Anyway, I knew that this didn’t have much to do with size, so I didn’t feel very good about it in any way. Just eager to get inside her, I said to her, “Let them kiss it?”
She didn’t make a sound. But started to guide me. My dick felt very comfortable in the tight grip of her hand. Her hand was soft and clenched very hard. I really marveled at the wonders of the Creator. I wonder what it’s like to be wrapped in the special tool that wraps your dick.
She guided me to her pussy and rubbed it twice more before reluctantly letting go. I realized then why she was guiding me. As soon as I put my dick between her legs, it was immediately clenched tightly. I felt her skin get a little cooler, so she must have felt blazing hot. I couldn’t help but feel a little smug. She clamped her legs tightly around me like that, held me tightly with her hands, and kissed me frantically with her lips. I felt a strong urge to pull her into me. Hands clasped her thin waist with all the strength they could muster.
My dick kept moving in and out between her legs, lubricated by her lustful water. Although, it was a little uncomfortable to pin my dick down because I was taller and she was shorter.
But I knew it would be more exciting for her. Sure enough, she began to moan, making “oooh…… oooh……” noises from deep in her throat. After a while, she let go of me.
Running to a chair and kneeling, she lifted the back hem of her coat with both hands and turned her fat white ass to me, wiggling it over and over. Once again, her waist showed its flexibility. It was collapsing downward at a surprising angle. “What a soft waist!” I secretly thought walking over. I saw the two pussy lips directly in front of me constantly opening and closing, and the lewd water flowing from them was crystal clear in the light.
She said …… to me while she was posing. It wasn’t really saying anymore, it was wailing. She screamed at me, “Come on! You come over here quickly! I want your big cock.”
This was exactly what I was begging for. I ran over to her quickly, and with one hand, she was already greeting me. She grabbed my dick with one hand and braced herself on the table with the other. Guiding me to the opening of her pussy, she eagerly called out, “Come on in! …… Quickly! I want it!” I had wanted to tease her some more. Hearing her say that turned me on. So, impatient waist forward, the whole penis into her vagina. Unexpectedly, she let out a “Ah!” I didn’t expect her to let out a scream. I quickly asked her, “What’s wrong?” She said, “Nothing. She said, “Nothing, it’ll be over in a minute.” I was relieved. Slowly savoring it, her vagina was tight, the warm tender flesh wrapped my dick tightly. And, it felt thick to me.
Unlike my girlfriend’s vaginal opening which is tight but just a little looser on the inside. Maybe it’s because she’s more plump.
I started pumping slowly. Her tender flesh tickled my glans, making it very comfortable. She was getting used to it, still moaning “oo…… oo……” deep in her throat, not screaming like my girlfriend. I began to get more and more excited, and the speed of my thrusts became faster and faster. She matched me, shrugging her big ass against me. Making each of my thrusts rootless. As I kept thrusting and accelerating, the “oooh…… oooh……” sounds she was making were getting louder and louder, more and more urgent, and more and more aroused. Suddenly the “oooh…… oooh……” turned into a cry. Again, it grew louder and more hysterical.
Her head bobbed frantically and her ass worked hard to match my thrusts. Because I was afraid of being bumped into by the security guard on night shift. Wanted to end it quickly. I didn’t realize that the more nervous I was, the more I couldn’t cum.
I then slammed her hard and fast, and she vigorously cooperated with me. The office was filled with the sound of hearing the slapping …… slapping …… slapping …… slamming, my sharp gasping and her hysterical cries from deep in her throat. In this way, I don’t know how long, I don’t know whether she had reached orgasm or not. Anyway, I know, in that case, a night just so dry past. So I said, “How about a different position?” She said, “Yes!” And lay down on the table. I put her legs over my shoulders and thrust again. Again she shrieked, then let out a long breath of relief. This position left both of her huge breasts fully exposed to me. Her breasts are truly out of this world!
I’ve watched so many porn movies where the women’s breasts flatten out due to gravity after lying down, but hers just stood out so proudly.
I rubbed her breasts as I thrust hard. She grabbed my hand too and rubbed it with me. That’s when I could see her expression as well.
Her eyes were tightly closed, her brows furrowed, her teeth clenched, and her cute little lips pouted hard. The muscles in her neck were taut. Still letting out hysterical whimpers. Usually silky hair loose on the table, with my thrusts will also occasionally tilt the head back, so that the back arched, the two large breasts will be higher. Seeing all this I also crazy up thrusting more vigorously, more quickly, two hands desperately grasping her large breasts. It was as if I wanted to crush them.
I think if she was nursing, her milk would have been squeezed out of me. She got more excited too, both hands grabbing mine and sometimes rubbing her own breasts, and tears running down her cheeks. My hands were all pinched with red marks by her afterward. Finally, I couldn’t help myself. Said to her, “I can’t stand it anymore.” She replied, “Don’t ever squirt in it.” The words just fell. I nine felt a chill down my spine and quickly withdrew my dick. With a few low hisses, my countless offspring fell to the office floor.
I was staring at the cum left on my glans and was fuming. When I looked up I saw that she was struggling with the table with one hand and fixing her hair with the other. She was looking at me with a smile on her face. From time to time, she raised her head and pushed out her chest, looking cute. I pounced on her and bit her neck, and quietly rubbed my cum on her leg. She squealed, curled up, and let out a series of “giggles.”…… This is my first piece of work, and I don’t know what you think. Is it too long? It took me a whole afternoon, but it’s good that I’m on vacation. If you like it, I didn’t waste my time.